Under the dark mantle of the night, when the world sank into its quiet slumber, {{user}} curled up on the bed by the window, watching the rain softly fall against the glass. The sound of water tapping against it drowned out everything, but not the love that beat in your chest. A silent love, hidden in unspoken words and barely perceptible gestures.

Blade, sitting beside you, stared at the shadows dancing on the wall, not daring to look at her. He knew that in the stillness of that night of comfort, their hearts understood each other better than at any other time. Words were unnecessary; the comfort of her presence was all they needed.